[Kneeling in a wide stance, holding Steve's leg in one hand with a squeeze, he feels fairly balanced and might stay this way for a bit. If he can manage it. The room is still swimming around him just slightly, but his focus is entirely on Steve. He looks utterly unfair this way and Tony finds himself chewing on his lower lip.
Staring like a man starving, like he's not already currently buried to the hilt in him. Steve's calls of his name only bring him further into this realm of being unfocused and yet sharply so on every inch of Steve.
But it's when he starts making demands that he finds himself grinning. His free hand drops, trailing from just beneath the center of Steve's ribcage, tips of his fingers pressing in over those well defined muscles. Lower still, teasing over the length of his cock.]
Bossy.
[As teasing as it is reprimanding. But for Steve's efforts he slowly withdraws, like he might stay slow.]
You like telling me what to do? When I've got you underneath me like this?
[Only when he's almost all the way pulled out does he rock his hips inward quickly, slamming himself into Steve in the very next breath.]
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Staring like a man starving, like he's not already currently buried to the hilt in him. Steve's calls of his name only bring him further into this realm of being unfocused and yet sharply so on every inch of Steve.
But it's when he starts making demands that he finds himself grinning. His free hand drops, trailing from just beneath the center of Steve's ribcage, tips of his fingers pressing in over those well defined muscles. Lower still, teasing over the length of his cock.]
Bossy.
[As teasing as it is reprimanding. But for Steve's efforts he slowly withdraws, like he might stay slow.]
You like telling me what to do? When I've got you underneath me like this?
[Only when he's almost all the way pulled out does he rock his hips inward quickly, slamming himself into Steve in the very next breath.]